Have you ever wondered to yourself?
good
have you ever wondered to yourself “Damn im too lazy to do some magic”
or
“damn this looks like it’d help me alot, but im totally not comfortable with blood rituals”
or
“i want to sell my soul for earthly gifts but satan is so 1978″
or
“i need some groovy talismans but those Neo Somethings on Esty don’t cater tmo my sweet sweet [personal paradigmal] desires”
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ARE YOU BAD ENOUGH DUDE TO WRITE A BOOK?

ARE YOU A EPIC MAGI OR EPIC FAGI?

SICK OF ARMCHAIR MAGICIANS?

Then This Challenge is for YOU

THE CHALLENGE: Jan 1st to Dec 31st 2012 WRITE.A.BOOK.

That is 356 days, if you write a Page a DAY that is 365 page PDF/BOOK and im not even asking you to write a page a day. with most “Normal” Occult PDFs at 35-60 pages i say WE ARE NOT NORMAL, WE CAN DO EQUAL OR BETTER WE ARE FUCKING WIZARDS

So I Pope Chickenwings_And_Porn CHALLENGE YOU to WRITE A BOOK THIS YEAR

OR ARE YOU GOING TO BE OUTDONE BY A MAN WITH PORN IN HIS NAME?

DO IT EPIC FAGI PINKBOY CHAIRCHAIR LOUNGING SILLY MAMMALS PROVE ME WRONG

COME.AT.ME.BRO.

Unofficially as of sometime last night and Officially as of the second this is Published I Pope Chickenwings_And_Porn Of the PostHyperMeta Discordian Cabal Currently Known as Stoned Occult Trolls Corp. Do hereby instate one Lt. John Pike As a Saint of Discordia 23rd Class, to be formally know as St. Pike, Patron of The !% and Keeping it Real.

We Here At Stoned Occult Trolls Corp. Would like to be the First to thank you St. Pike, for showing those Black Sheep one of the fundamental lessons of Protesting:
You Play the Civil Disobedience game expect to get beat on by police.

At one point i left, i said fuck it to the world and everything within it and caught a bus and started sleeping under bridges. I thought i would find answers, and maybe love, and maybe myself, and all i found was a hate so ugly and repressed in myself it almost ate me. I look back at who i was then and it scares me. I am quite sure if i had kept gone i would have never came back, and would be dead or close to it now.

I read some writing from those days a few nights ago, i read them to someone who i falling head over heels for, and i was worried, beyond the catchy memes and jokes was a depression and feeling of worthlessness, would she taste in my voice that which i could plainly see behind the words? I think she could.

“Oh mysterious woman, I have seen your smile again, and while I may never know who you are, or ever meet you I know that in that moment my love was returned and that no matter what shapes or forms it might become, regardless of all the bullshit out there, in that moment all was fine, and that a moment similar may come again.” – Rev. Billy F. Sasquatch writing to a ghost a lifetime ago

i did that, i wrote to a woman i could not quite see in my dreams sometimes while i was out there being someone i was not. I was not sure who she was- but i knew that it was not the goddess that i was writing so much about at the time. I honestly think i found her now, and again i wonder if she knew that it was about her when i read it to her that night.

I still feel so strange, when i wake up things are so different; i am so much different, i have been a plays worth of personas in the last year-have i found just another mask and tie to put on? Another suit and hat to dance around in while i play that everything is ok and alright with a world that so evidently is not? Or is that i am finally nude now to the world? I think that-feeling this shiver of the self, as if i have emerged from a old pool or dark deep water- that i might be.

I am finally ok with being called my real name for the first time in longer than i can remember. This doesn’t mean that i know where i am going, or how much shit will ding and scratch me up along the way, or how many wild things i will have to run over-however i know now that i am the astronaut piloting this ship again.

You have infected me darling; with something so small and simple, you have injected me with myself. Perhaps now i can stop stumbling and stand full so that one day i can impart unto you the full breath of how beautiful you are now that i see with my own eyes and not through lens stained with mud. It will be a almost impossible task- for all that you are stuns the mind and 50milliion words can’t hold the meaning if it all.

I know that eventually i have all the time in the world to try.

Sire Liah,
Ethan

Dear A∴A∴ / OTO

I am Writing you to inform you that I High-God Amighty Boz of The Church ov Fuck You I’m A Wizard/ The Esoteric Order of Fuck You (formerly the Cabal of Chocolate Jesus of Latter-Day Snacks), have come upon a discovery of utmost importance to your Orders as well as Thelema in general.

I am The re-Incarnation of Aleister Crowley.

I know that this may be a shock to you knowing that your Glorious Leader is indeed back on this plane of existence, as well as the skepticism you must be feeling at the moment, but i am including the following pictures as proof of my claims.

As you can see i have his Hat, and look a great deal like him, this is not taking into account my general drug usage as hedonistic perversions, as well as my utmost adherence to the “do as thou wilt/ You are free” Memes. Futhermore if we do some Math, Aleister Crowley and Thelema both equate to 1 in english reduction, if you add Almighty Boz (3) to “Double Crowley” (the working title of my Liber) which equals 7 you get 1 implying that me and my book are the true will of Thelema, as well as the fat my name as his both equate to 0 in Greek Isopsenphy.

Now that the matter of authenticity has been established. I would like to get to the meat of the matter so-to-say. I am writing you to inform you that i am in the process of communicating and reconnecting with my past lives and Writing what will undoubtedly be known as the Magnum Opus of Thelema under direct influence of Aleister/Aiwass

As such i am asking for Honorary Ipsissimus Status in your Organizations, and i am giving you one(1) week to reply and bestow upon me this status otherwise i will have to Take my Book and its Many secrets and rites to a third party publisher and organize my own cabal as the True(tm) Thelema Order. ( was going to give you 93 hours in spirit of things, but this is only 3.87500 days and not enough time really).

I look forward to our future correspondences and workings. Thank you for your time.

Signed,
High-God Almighty Boz

the Book will be out as soon as i set up a pay pal account in the next week or so, Handbound/signed/numbered copies will be available shortly so start saving up folks

MUHUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA